He was shouting, but without even leaving the door, he flew directly over the wall and landed in the courtyard.

"Brother Dao, you..."

Just as he was about to say something, he was stunned when he saw Ling Qing, who was dressed in scarlet will-o'-the-wisps, wearing a ghost official's soap uniform and with a transparent figure.

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Seeing his surprise, Lingqing turned around, turned back into his own body, and floated off the lotus platform.

"This is the incarnation of Pindao. I don't know why Brother Yan is so happy."

Yan Chixia circled around Lingqing, feeling amazed and said with a smile.

"Pindao destroyed a temple of obscenity in Qiushui Town today and killed an evil god. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?"

"That's a good thing."

Lingqing walked with him to the dining hall and listened to him describe what happened today.

It turned out that he was playing nearby again today, looking at the surrounding scenery, and unknowingly came to a manor.

Seeing people decorating with lanterns, wearing red and green clothes, carrying boxes and cupboards, and playing and playing music all the way, I wonder which family is getting married.

As he was following him, he found that he had arrived in front of a rather gorgeous small temple.

A group of people had already gathered here beforehand. When they saw the team coming, they all came to greet them.

Then there was a skinny, middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest who was performing a ritual ceremony.

Just when Yan Chixia thought that this was an ordinary fasting ceremony in the town to offer sacrifices to land and other local animals.

Suddenly I saw a woman wearing a phoenix crown and a garland, crying and being pushed out and sent to the temple.

Then there was a dark wind, and a handsome young man appeared, lifting his hijab and chuckling.

"Getting a beautiful woman now is like getting the most precious treasure."

As he spoke, he pointed his hand, and the woman's clothes were torn, and she was about to pounce on the man.

But everyone outside the temple lowered their heads and looked away as if they didn't see him.

Yan Chixia still doesn't know that this is the name of a monster and a false god who lusts after others.

Suddenly his eyes widened angrily and he shouted: "The evildoer should stop being so rampant!"

With a flick of the sword finger in his hand, a ray of white light flew out, circled around the man's neck, and then flew back.

The man was suddenly stunned and turned to look at Yan Chixia.

Phew~

There was a sound of the raft leaking air, and the man's head was seen flying three feet high with a fountain of blood.

Before the head fell to the ground, Yan Chixia raised her hand and threw a broken leather bag to catch it.

The leather bag shrank for a while in mid-air, then changed back to its original shape and flew back into his hand.

Over there, blood flew out of the headless cavity like a fountain, and when it reached its peak, it fell like rain on the people outside the temple.

Everyone was trembling uncontrollably, but still did not dare to move.

He just kept saying: "It's a disaster! It's a disaster!"

"Just wrap it up and go home quickly."

Yan Chixia ducked into the temple, pulled down a piece of curtain to cover the woman, turned her head and looked at the crowd of young and old outside the temple with eyes like swords.

"Yes, thank you so much!"

The woman wrapped her body tremblingly and turned around to take a look. The man had turned into a headless wild boar.

Shocked in his heart, he quickly turned his head, bowed hastily to Yan Chixia, and left.

"What kind of trouble is this? If you build a shrine to worship evil gods, it will be a real trouble."

Yan Chixia couldn't help but shouted angrily as she listened to everyone talking.

"Now that this evil spirit has been killed by a certain family, it should be a great good thing!

Could it be that you are still loyal to this evil and are planning to take over a certain family?"

"Xian, the immortal is joking, but the immortal doesn't know something."

A middle-aged man in his forties, well-dressed and well-dressed, wiped the blood on his face, turning his face red.

Then he said tremblingly: "This Sanlang God is not just one person, but also has three or five brothers.

Now the immortal is happy to kill him, but in the future the gods will come, what can be done?"

"It doesn't matter. Let's kill a certain family one by one and use their skin and flesh to drink wine."

After hearing this, all the young and old were immediately overjoyed. They quickly withdrew the sacrifice and took the wild boar skin and meat to cook for Yan Chixia.

"Then Brother Dao is going to slay the demon tonight?"

Ling Qing looked at Yan Chixia and asked.

"How can you break your promise if you make a promise?

Moreover, these evil bastards, who fool ordinary people and take incense by force, should be killed."

Yan Chixia looked at him seriously and said: "I came back today just to tell my brother to save you any worries.

Then get up, so that no one else suffers from me."

"In this case, do we need a poor Taoist to accompany us?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lingqing hurriedly stopped him and asked.

"Brother Taoist will kill the monsters in front, and Taoist brother can also raid the formation on the side to protect him."

"Then there's Brother Lao Dao."

Yan Chixia pondered for a moment and said: "Even though I am a poor Taoist, I am confident that I can get it.

But with the help of Taoist brothers, I think those evildoers will not cause other people's lives to be harmed."

"Now that I've finished cleaning up, let's set off."

After Lingqing finished speaking, he summoned Zhiyu, Xiaoqian, and Zixiang, and told them to work peacefully and guard the gate.

He then handed the alien dragon staff to the three of them, "This is a sacred weapon. If someone comes to attack you, you can use it to defend yourself against the enemy."

Even a poor Taoist can know immediately and return immediately."

"Don't worry, master of the temple, I will definitely guard the temple."

Zhiyu took the dragon staff with both hands, handed it to Xiaoqian's hand, and said respectfully.

After all, Xiaoqian has used this dragon staff to mutate some crops before, so she is the most proficient in its application.

Ling Qing nodded, checked his belongings, and tightened the tiger skin bag around his waist.

Then he shook the Wanhua whisk in his hand and said to Yan Chixia: "Brother Taoist, let's set off now."

"Do I need a poor Taoist to take my Taoist brother for a ride?"

Yan Chixia had never seen Lingqing use any flying methods, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Taoist, it's okay to do it. I can keep up with you, Taoist."

Ling Qing shook the dust in his hand again and said with a slight smile.

"Okay, let's go!"

When Yan Chixia heard this, she said no more, threw herself up in the air, and shouted loudly.

"rise!"

Then he saw a shimmering cold light wrap around his figure, and he flashed quickly into the air.

Yan Chixia was wrapped in the sword light and flying in the air. Just when she was about to wait for Lingqing, she heard a crane chirp.

"唳~"

Then he saw a huge red-crowned crane with a red-crowned crane on its head and black feathers flying up to him and roaring at him.

"Brother Tao, it's really easy to change."

Yan Chixia knew in her heart that this must be another incarnation of Lingqing, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Then with a flash of sword light, he wrapped himself in front and led the way towards Qiushui Town.

Lingqing transformed into a white crane and flapped its wings, following closely behind.

Speaking of which, the art of sword control is not like that in some movies and TV dramas, where people step on the flying sword under their feet, and it looks like a flying skateboard.

This flying sword is no different from one's own life to a swordsman, and it is a thing that carries the Tao, so there is no reason to practice it under one's feet.

Such behavior is tantamount to trampling the path of one's piety underfoot. It is a blessing not to fall into the wrong path, let alone make great progress in Taoism.

Most of the swordsman's flying with the sword is to trigger the sword light to wrap around the body. Not only can he fly across the body, but he can also protect himself from the enemy.

Even if he is not strong enough to transform into sword light, he still holds a flying sword and drags himself around to fly.

Few people are willing to step on it.

At this time, Yan Chixia wrapped the sword light around her body. The sword light circulated and flew very fast. In an instant, she saw the surrounding scenery retreating rapidly.

The incarnation speed of the Lingqing White Crane is also extraordinary, and it follows closely behind.

After a while, I saw a dimly lit place below, and Yan Chixia's sword turned and fell straight down.
Chapter completed!